Since 1950 the kings of kings have gathered on the pristine lawn of the Pebble Beach Golf Course to admire one another’s antique vehicles. This gathering of the world’s wealthiest automotive collectors has since grown to encompass a whole weekend of well-heeled celebrations, from the Rolex Monterey Motorsports Reunion where they chase each other around in cars worth more than Zimbabwe’s GDP to the Quail Gathering, where seersucker-ensconced pedestrians pay $500 to rub elbows with the type of people who can buy a helicopter on their Amex Black Cards. It is, essentially, Coachella for the G6 set. We went, took lots of photos (check out our gallery of pics here) and discovered it was even more lavish than we had imagined.

So I'm driving in the brand-new Lamborghini Huracán down Carmel Valley Road, a single-lane country byway that dissects arid foothills. The sky is cerulean blue, the breeze warm and gentle, and the 602-horsepower, naturally aspirated V10 is providing a divine soundtrack to my drive. As I turn the corner, a Pagani Zonda — a $1 million-plus ultra-rare hypercar hand-built in Italy — emerges from a tributary road. Rarely, if ever, is the Huracán — a rabidly anticipated supercar making its first appearance in America — upstaged in the wild. Awestruck, all I can do is stare in the rearview mirror as this unicorn of über-privilege follows, staying tight on my ass on the sunny roads.

The Lamborghini Huracán

Less than 90 seconds later, an even more stunning Pagani Huayra — the latest testament of engineering wizardry conjured forth from the Pagani cauldron — zooms up in the opposite direction, its polished carbon fiber body panels sparkling in the afternoon sun. These are two cars that you would never, ever, ever see in real life, and here, nestled in the golden hills of Carmel, they pass each other uneventfully. As they do, I see the drivers wave to each other casually, as cubicle monkeys might, passing in the hallway to the bathroom. Of course they do. Call it billionaire’s courtesy.

Welcome to Pebble Beach.

For lovers of fine vintage wines, exquisitely prepared culinary delights and pastel-colored silk socks, the weekend of the Pebble Beach Concours d'Elegance is a mecca. But for lovers of automobiles both new and antique, it is a weekend without peer.